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Oct 2019
The devil is in control of my life
I just can’t seem to get it right
Just when I think I see the light
I am thrown back to another fight

I feel defeated and beaten
I wanted better, I do mean it
I must realize it’s out of my hands
It is up to higher above’s plan
To save me from the devil’s land
I need to accept what I can’t change
Fine a way to live with the deranged
The devil took my life away,  I’m not the same

I feel misery, just about constantly
Sometimes it is hard to breathe
I need the real me to be let free
Because surely, she is just buried

I feel defeated and beaten
I wanted better, I do mean it
I must realize it’s out of my hands
It is up to higher above’s plan
To save me from the devil’s land
I need to accept what I can’t change
Fine a way to live with the deranged
The devil took my life away,  I’m not the same

When asked how I’m doing,  I hide
Back the tears I have already cried
Can’t explain it to a soul, so why try
Kicked in the gut, left in the dirt
Pain is too much to have endured

I feel defeated and beaten
I wanted better, I do mean it
I must realize it’s out of my hands
It is up to higher above’s plan
To save me from the devil’s land
I need to accept what I can’t change
Fine a way to live with the deranged
The devil took my life away,  I’m not the same
Jenni Littzi
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Jenni Littzi  36/F/Florida
(36/F/Florida)   
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